Lullaby.
When little Birdie bye-bye goes,Quiet as mice in churches,
He puts his head where no one
knows,
On one leg he perches.
When little Babie bye-bye goes,
On Mamma's arm reposing;
Soon he lies beneath the clothes,
Safe in the cradle dozing.
Lullaby! Lullaby! Lulla, Lulla,
Lullaby!